This is the story of my life (are you ready? because it goes by quickly, so you need to pay attention):
I have lived in the same house for my entire life, in three different rooms, each larger and better than the last. This is because I am the fourth daughter of four. My parents are Randy and Sylvia. I used to compare my sisters (Sherry, Melanie, Amy) and myself to Little Women -- of course, I was Jo and Amy was Amy, and I never wanted to make anyone Beth because she dies, and I didn't wish that to happen, ever. So Sherry and Melanie were simultaneously Meg, who is wonderful in ways that most readers of the novel don't see, I think.
I went to a small school where I received a quality education and felt cheated because there were no dances or parties or any other kind of high school revelling that the world could do without. I started riding horses when I was nine. This is important to my life. This is all of my money and a lot of my time. This is my heart. I have a nephew, John, and a niece, Jenna. I have two brothers-in-law. I have a boyfriend named Eric.
I am blessed, although I don't always think so. I am proud of my family and friends. I like making them cards of cut-up magazines on cardstock, and I wish I could do this every day.
My favourite things are: used bookstores, horses, good cups of coffee, budgies, hooded sweatshirts, pug dogs, flat shoes, pumpkin pie, eating in restaurants, travelling by car, buying clothes that are on sale, freedom of the press, newspaper crossword puzzles, democracy, and expressing love.
And that's everything so far.
Friday, August 17, 2007
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